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Tom Jones & Cerys Matthews - Absolute Christmas 2001 - Baby It’s Cold Outside
Absolute Christmas 2001
Disc 1
01. Happy Xmas (War Is Over)
02. Last Christmas
03. Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree
04. Merry Christmas Happy Holidays
05. Blue Christmas
06. Santa Baby
07. Feliz Navidad
08. Jingle Bell Rock
09. Merry Christmas Everyone
10. Mary’s Boy Child
11. Søren Banjomus
12. Sleigh Ride
13. Baby It’s Cold Outside
14. Merry Xmas Everyone
15. Jingle Bells
16. Fairytale of New York
Disc 2
01. Do They Know It’s Christmas
02. Christmas Time
03. Frosty the Snow Man
04. Wonderful Christmastime
05. Jul’ det cool
06. Mistletoe & Wine
07. Julesang
08. Walk This Sleigh
09. Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
10. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
11. Når sneen falder
12. The Christmas Song (Merry Christmas to You)
13. Stjerne over Bethlehem
14. White Christmas
15. It’s Gonna Be a Cold Cold Christmas
16. Happy New Year
I really can't stay
But baby, it's cold outside
I've got to go away
Ah, baby, it's cold outside
This evening has been
Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice
I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry
Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor
Listen to that fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry
Oh beautiful, please don't hurry
Maybe just a half a drink more
Why don't you put some records on while I pour
The neighbors might think
Oh baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink
There's no cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell
I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir
Mind if I move a little closer
At least there'll be, oh, that I tried
What's the sense of hurting my pride
I really can't stay
Baby, don't hold out
Ah, but it's cold outside, yeah
I simply must go
Oh, baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no
You know it's cold outside
This welcome has been
I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm
Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious
Oh, your lips look delicious
My brother will be there at the door
Like waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious
Ooh, your lips are delicious
Ah, maybe just a cigarette more
Never such a blizzard before
I've got to go home
Oh, baby, you would freeze out there
Say, lend me a comb
You know it's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand
I thrill when you touch my hand
But don't you see?
How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow
Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied
If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay
Get over and hold out
Ah, but it's cold outside, yeah
Bloody, freezin' ain't it